“We have to wrap presents and do each other’s hair and all sorts of things.”“Riiiight,” said Bob. “Okay, then. Don’t stay up too late or... Santa won’t come.”“He does this every year,” said Barbie, to Monica. “He insists Santa is real.”“Because he is,” said Bob, his voice calm.“It’s okay, Daddy,” said Barbie, as if she were talking to an Alzheimer patient. “We understand.”“So, this is to keep me from having sex with your brother ... right?” suggested Monica.“Originally, it was,” admitted Julie.. Faster and faster. Digging my face into her. Rubbing her clit in circles with pressure. . Making her all wet with my saliva. Giving small bites between her pussy and ass hole.Anjali started to shiver. Pushing herself onto my face, she started to cum. Releasing her juice out of her pussy. I moved from her asshole to her pussy and started sucking it as she released. I did not stop.I kept rubbing her clit to give her some post orgasm torture. Her body was so sensitive. She was wiggling around like. Ashley didn't want to come yet. He helped Carly to her feet and removed her skirt and knickers swiftly. Directing her onto the sofa he pulled her arse towards the edge and pushed her legs into the admiring her smooth wet pussy. He ran a fingertip over her clit before exchanging his finger for his tongue. Carly squirmed with pleasure as his tongue worked round her entire pussy making her wetter and wetter. Her legs began to tremble as she felt herself nearing orgasm. He was so good with his. It took some doing to fight my way through her bush, but I did manage to get through. I paid attention first to her outer lips which made her shake with delight, before I let my tongue delve into the depths and discover the wonderful taste of her pussy. She was now starting to buck and push her hips up to met my mouth as I twirled her lips with my mouth and my tongue found her little pleasure spot. I could feel her juices emerging to meet with me and my cock was beginning to feel left out..